Chapter 3445

I have to say that the strength of Badao is really strong.

The third move of Wang Fan's divine sword not only failed to defeat his sword move, but also shocked himself out.

Fortunately, Wang Fan was strong, but he was not hurt.

With the force of recoil, his body flashed wildly again, and his sword began to dance.

He wants to gather the fourth move of Shenjian.

Wang Fan's body, a terrible Road, the spread of prestige, extremely terrible.

Although the sharp sword idea has not yet taken shape, it has already reached the sky.

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Ba Dao felt the scene, and his face was also very solemn.

He never thought that he could not kill Wang Fan with three knives.

You know, he is the best in the list of immortal kings. Even if there are ten, he is definitely not his opponent.

But what about Wang Fan? Although Wang Fan has entered the list of immortals, his accomplishments are only three levels of immortals.

Originally, according to Ba Dao's estimation, he killed Wang Fan. One knife was enough. He couldn't even use two.

But now he realized that he was very wrong.

"I'd like to see how much you can eat me." For a long time, I couldn't take down Wang Fan, so I was angry.

With a roar of anger, he took off again, holding a long knife and killing Wang Fan madly.

The long sword in his hand kept dancing and rolled up a wave of swords, which seemed to have the power to destroy heaven and earth.

Wang Fan didn't pay attention to the attack of Ba Dao. He had already split it again.

The fourth move of Shenjian.

The fourth move of Shenjian falls, and its power is multiplied by several boxes.

This time, the sword directly tore the power of the sabre and blasted it on the sabre.

Hiss.

A mouthful of blood spurted from the bully's mouth. Even if the whole person flew upside down, his face turned pale.

If he didn't react quickly and move quickly at the critical moment, I'm afraid that this sword alone would be enough to kill him.

Ba Dao kept his figure steady. When he saw that Wang Fan was still gathering his sword power, and the power of the road was getting stronger and stronger, his face finally changed.

"What kind of martial arts is this? He is only a fairy king. How can he master this kind of martial arts?"

Feeling the stronger and stronger sword power of Wang Fan, Ba Dao has the impulse to curse his mother.

He touched the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth, but he didn't intend to continue the fight. Instead, he turned around and left.

"Go?"

Wang fan saw this scene, but he laughed.

He danced the long sword in his hand and performed the fifth move of the magic sword.

The fifth move of the divine sword falls. In a flash, a huge light pillar of the divine sword appears between heaven and earth.

The sword light released the power of terror, directly through the air, towards the sword.

Ba Dao felt the scene, his face turned pale.

He sped up crazily and ran towards the distance. At the same time, there were many defenses behind him, trying to resist Wang Fan's fifth move.

At this time, Ba Dao finally regretted something.

If he had known that Wang Fan was so evil, he would not have fought savagely.

He would not give Wang Fan the chance to perform the eight moves of the sword.

Unfortunately, it's too late to understand.

The roaring sound came out, and the light column of the magic sword fell on the defense condensed by the sabre.

Those defenses are like paper pastes, which are smashed in an instant.

Ba Dao felt this scene, and his soul was broken.

"Stop, stop!"

However, how can Wang Fan live?

The light column of the magic sword fell straight on the sabre, which had been completely submerged in an instant.

When the light column of the divine sword dissipates, the sabre has disappeared without a trace.

Wang Fan looked at the scene, without the slightest fluctuation of expression, body shape a flash, turned to go.

He has no sympathy for Ba Dao.

Because if it wasn't for Ba Dao, it would be Wang Fan's death.

Previously, if he really stopped, once the eight moves of Shenjian were interrupted, and Badao took this opportunity to attack wildly, Wang Fan couldn't bear it at all.

So, in that case, it's impossible for him to stop.

Badao, the 458th strong man in the list of immortals, died.

I guess even he didn't think of it in advance.

Not long after Wang Fan left, another group of monks appeared here.

"Before, I felt the breath of Ba Dao. Was it Ba Dao who fought with Wang Fan?"

"But where did Ba Dao go? Isn't even Ba Dao the opponent of Wang Fan? "

Looking at the terrible fighting scene and feeling the wave of the road between heaven and earth, all the monks were shocked one after another.This scene is really terrible.

I'm afraid it's not weaker than those ordinary xianzun strongmen fighting in such fluctuations?

At the same time, the monks' faces became dignified.

If Wang Fan's strength is really stronger than that of Ba Dao, then they should really consider whether they want to pursue Wang Fan.

After all, it's no joke.

If not, it will be the end of life and death.

Wang Fan went all the way to the outside of the region.

He's going to get out of the area as fast as he can.

Finally, Wang Fan arrived at the periphery of the region.

However, in that direction, there are at least 30 monks guarding there.

Among the more than 30 monks, the weakest one is the Ninth level of Immortal King, and even the third level of immortal Zun.

The lineup is extremely strong.

Feeling the breath of these people, this time, Wang Fan did not evade and did not turn back.

Because there are countless pursuers behind, his turning back means death.

As for avoiding? Are you kidding? This area has been blocked. It's the same to hide there. It's impossible to get around.

When Wang Fan approached the more than 30 people, the more than 30 people also noticed Wang Fan.

"Wang Fan, he's here."

"Well, it's his own trap."

"Wang Fan, stop if you don't want to die, otherwise, don't blame us for being cruel and cruel."

While talking, the three monks headed by xianzun flew directly to the sky, blocking the road ahead.

At the same time, the rest of the people are also releasing a sense of terror, holding a magic weapon, making ready to hand at any time, ready.

Wang Fan did not stop at all, and it is impossible to stop.

Even he didn't slow down.

"If my king wants to leave here, within three breaths, those who stand in front of me are enemies. There is no amnesty for killing them."

"I will kill anyone who dares to stop me."

Wang Fan's cold voice fell down. As he continued to approach those people, he had already grasped the killing shotgun in his hand.

His eyes are incomparably indifferent, and his body is full of murderous intention.

No matter who these people are, he is his enemy as long as he dares to stop them.

Because now, Wang Fan's situation is extremely bad, blocking his way is equivalent to forcing him to die.

"What a big tone!"

"Son of a bitch, you dare to be so stubborn when you are dying. In that case, go to die!"

The more than 30 friars heard Wang Fan's words, not only did they not get out of the way, but they were furious.

It's just too much for Wang Fan and a fairy king to dare to threaten them.

The three immortals at the head were even more indifferent, which directly released the field of immortals.

They are also extremely upset.

They are immortal and powerful. Wang fan is just a fairy king. How dare he be presumptuous?